 Born: November 25, 1983 (1983-11-25) (age 25) Vallejo, California Occupation Professional/ Competitive Eater with Major League Eating Spouse(s) none Children none Parents Merlin and Alicia Chestnut For those that are new to bo hogan consultants.....where the hell have you been?? One absolute essential to living the bo hogan lifestyle is to have an affinity and an affliction, not unlike the super skin tight UFC/MMA shirts, for gambling of any kind. There is no feeling in the world like putting some heavy timber on some sporting event, a roll of the dice, a flip of the coin or a waitresses age. The adrenaline rush is like no other and in an instant a Kenny Rogers, type high is achieved. We at bo hogan consulting do not advocate however, out of control novice gambling where you are wagering your mortgage payment on whether or not the monkey on orangatang island eats his poop (Ed. Note: Sam Rothstein once made such a wager!) Leave that style of betting to the professionals. At the same time, there is nothing wrong with a friendly wager from time to time. And if you join any perfectly legal off-shore, only pay with your secret credit card but make sure you've been to Jamaica in the last three years gaming parlor, you should go to the prop bet section where you literally can bet on anything. There is nothing like placing a dime on who will get kicked off the bachelor. The beauty of it is, you turn that mundane, over hyped, overtly ridiculous program into can't miss TV where you are screening family members phone calls because the rose ceremony is after the commercial break. (Ed. Note: Sorry Mom:( )
As always, there is a topic coming here but I thought I'd set it up because this too soon will be a weekly post just like our T-Mobile spot. We want to give you a can't miss bet a.k.a a stone cold hammer lock of the week. This will guarantee to net you big money with one click of the mouse. If your gaming site doesn't have this bet on their sheets then call up your ex-wife, ex-girlfriend or somebody you want to see lose large sums of money and offer them the bet. You will be on your way to glory and sacks full of money. So without further a do.....drum roll please.......uh......drum roll please............HEY D*CK HEAD........drum rolll......thank you! Here is the Sam Rothstein Jr. Approved Lock of the Week!
BET: In the 2009 Nathans Hot Dog Eating Contest take Joey "Jaws" Chestnut to win -120.
Angle: The money line (-120) is driven by simple supply and demand. The more people bet on a guy, the worse odds you get. Chestnut is at -120 and Kobayashi is at -110. This means to win $100 on Chestnut you have to bet $120. I think that is a steal. I know Kobayashi is the man who brought Hot Dog Eating to ESPN but the reality is he has a lingering small intestine issue according to his personal private medical records for which I gave my friend Dr. Grimes $50 for full access to. Also, Joey Chestnut looks like he could eat mini-horse, from Rob and Big fame, in one sitting while method acting the role of Remi from Apocalypse now. Lastly, for those that are astute gamblers you know that the only people who actually are betting on Nathans Hot Dog eating contest are casual observers who think it would be funny to bet on it. So they click on the odds and they see Kobayashi's name and think, I've seen that little Asian guy and he can put down some dogs. They then throw their nickle on him. Don't fall for the bait. Bet on Chestnut to win, and if you are a real gambler like myself, take the over on the total # of hot dogs he'll eat which is probably 60 or so. The man is hungry.
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 Common Nighthawk, Chordeiles minor Obviously if you are living a bo hogan lifestyle, the bare minimum is 2 trips a year to Vegas. There is no better venue in the world where you can practice all the lifestyle tips that we've dedicated ourselves to providing via this blog. In honor of the trip to the city of sin that bo hogan lifestyle consultants participated in the last week in May, I decided to alter the format a bit for the T-Mobile "loosely sponsored" segment and throw out the top 5 weird conversations that I over heard or participated in while in Las Vegas. **WARNING & DISCLOSURE: THE CONVERSATIONS AND QUICK EXCHANGES PUBLISHED HERE OFTEN WERE A RESULT OF DEEP SLEEP DEPRIVATION AND BLATANT IRRESPONSIBILITY ON THE PART OF WAIT STAFF AND BAR TENDERS IN VARIOUS CASINOS WHO FELT COMPELLED TO OVER SERVE THE SUBJECTS"
5.) Location: NYNY Hotel and Casino Room 783 Time: 8:08am Saturday May 30
Hammer: (Storming in the room looking obviously disheveled and out of sorts, having not slept)
"Holy sh*t, what the hell happened last night! Last time I saw you, you were using the table games as an ATM machine to go play $10 slots."
Rothstein Jr: (Just waking up looking and smelling like a hand rolled cigarette) "I don't know but I need to shower up and then go get some breakfast"
Hammer: "Why in the hell would you shower, you look and smell great.....I think I pissed my pants!"
4.) Location: Leroy's Sports Book Tropicana Casino Time: 5:38pm Friday May 29
Degenerate: (Sitting in Leroy's staring at the array of 19 and 20 inch rear projection old school tv's all with different color contrasts, looking like he'd been sitting there since nam' still waiting for his big pay day) "Yeah, I kind of like the Astro's to beat the Diamondbacks in that baseball game. Looks like Baker is pitching for the Stro's, you know anything about that guy!"
Hammer: (Having no clue who "Baker" is and trying not to laugh at this guy who clearly wants to put his life savings on a baseball game between two of the worst teams in baseball) "Oh yea, Baker, he's tough! Good off speed stuff and a hard inside slider to right handers!"
Degenerate: (Eyes wide open, as if staring at an already scratched off winning lottery ticket) "Hell yeah, I knew it. I'm going 5 large on that bad boy" (Degenerate staggers to the counter and stares at the dry erase board with all the lines and promptly lays down a large wad of cash claiming Astro's to win)
Hammer: (Gets in line directly behind the degenerate and waits his turn at the window) "I'll take the Diamondbacks to cover. Who the hell is Baker?"
Leroys Employee: (Laughing and shaking his head)
3.) Location: O' Sheas Casino Time: 1:30am Sunday May 31
Hammer: (Three full Coors Lites sitting in front of him, clearly hammered at the Texas Hold Em' Table Game, listening to a band that is way to loud for the small casino. Some innocent patron walks up and takes a seat at the table, looking dead sober and focused on the task of winning his rent back) "Hey TURD!"
Innocent Guy: (Hand cupped to ear, straining to hear Hammer) "WHAT?"
Hammer: (Leaning in as if to say something important) "Turd right? Is it Turd?"
Innocent Guy: (Confused) "I still don't get it?"
Hammer: (Screaming) "IS YOUR NAME TURD?"
Innocent Guy: (Definitely perplexed) "No its John......"
Hammer: (Satisfied) "Oh, I thought it was Turd...sorry John!" (No a hint of sarcasm)
2.) Location: O'Sheas Casino Time: 1:41am Sunday May 31
Dealer: (Addressing Hammer at the table) Sir, sir, it's your turn. Sir, it's on you. Excuse me....sir?
Rothstein Jr.: (Dead serious, motioning the dealer to come closer) Yea, he probably won't respond unless you call him Night Hawk!
Dealer: (Pissed off and quickly losing patience) Come on sir....
Rothstein Jr: (Shaking his head adamantly)
Hammer: (Head down, staring into his lap)
Dealer: (Not amused) "Ok....what would you like to do NIGHT HAWK!"
Hammer: (Quickly coming to life, and immediately placing chips on the board) "I can only act when you address me as Night Hawk!"
Dealer: (Not impressed, shaking head) Ok, whatever you say Mr. Night Hawk.
Pit Boss: (Coming back with a color up of chips for Hammer. Dealer stops her and whispers in her ear. PIt Boss stares at Hammer looking confused) "Here you go.....Night Hawk!" (Pushing the chips towards Hammer)
1.) Location: O'Sheas Casion Time: 1:45am Sunday May 31
Rothstein Jr: (bobbing his head to the rhythm of the very loud band, severely impaired by the numerous long island ice teas. Addressing dealer) "So where are you from?"
Same Dealer: "Ethiopia."
Rothstein Jr: (Nodding with his approval. Awkward couple minutes of silence as the band finishes their set, the dealer still shuffling but staring at Rothstein waiting for a reply. Rothstein head on a swivel and then coming back to make eye contact with dealer) "Do you guys get any good Ethiopian bands in here?"
Night Hawk: (A fountain of beer comes spouting out of his nose, definitely caught off guard. Hunched over laughing) "Cmon dude"
In reverse order of what I want you to care about
5) You can gamble everywhere. Literally, you can gamble everywhere… here are a few examples - Slot machines at the airport
- Gambling with your life by getting into a cab with Vegas cabbies that I’m not sure even have valid licenses or are actual U.S. citizens
- Every business is followed with the words “and casino”. Resort and Casino, Restaurant and Casino, Museum and Casino, Hospital… and Casino.
As a side note, you can also drink everywhere and at any time. There seem to be no rules of any kind around these two items. After a favorable pull of the $10 slots at New York New York around 7:00am, we were immediately presented with a tray of shots and beers… on the house of course. Order a shot and a beer at Bob Evans at 7:00am next time you’re there and see what happens. Even if they give it to you, it won’t be free!
4) O’sheas, a little slice of heaven on the strip, nestled in obscurity among the giant more popular casinos. You won’t find a concierge. You won’t find a bell desk. You won’t find security unless they’ve been called about 15 minutes earlier and are done with their nap. What will you find? You’ll find that the largest portion of the casino dedicated to one activity is the section that houses beer pong. You’ll find that Burger King is the nicest restaurant inside (that’s not made up). You’ll find that a beer, even if you’re not gambling, is about $1 as opposed to $9 during happy hour at Caesars Palace. And finally, you’ll find what has to be the only full time midget on staff at any Las Vegas “casino”.
3) Leroy’s Sports book at the Dirty Trop. If you’re ever at the Tropicana and walk all the way to the back before deciding to turn right back around… Make sure you stop by Leroy’s. I’ve seen a lot of sports books in my day, each with their own subtle nuance, but it was such a nice surprised to find that the Dirty Trop has some sort of time machine where you can step back into the sports book of the 60’s. You’ll enjoy four different 19” TV’s, 2 on each side of the big screen 21” TV and each TV seems to have it’s own tint and contract issue that makes it unique and special. The crown jewel of Leroy’s… the dry erase board used to track the active lines and scores. Yes, the bookie actually gets updates from some sort of telegraph machine, and updates the dry erase board. Efficiency and technology be damned! Leroy’s doesn’t dress up for anyone.
2) Sunday Rehab at the Hard Rock. I cannot explain Rehab in a way that would give any accurate context to someone who hasn’t experienced it themselves. I can tell you the most important things that you can do to really make the most out of this popular Las Vegas attraction though. Just follow these simple steps: - Be 21-25 years of age
- Be tan
- Be rich
- Be thirsty
- Be obscenely attractive
- Be willing to spend $33 a drink
I guess hypothetically you could get away with 5 out of 6 of those! But seriously, Rehab is the craziest party I’ve ever been to, in a good way. I suggest you check it out.
1) Glitch. Never heard of it? Not surprising… Casinos wouldn’t advertise a name like “the Glitch”. It’s official name is Texas Hold em’ although this is the table game where you play against the dealer, not the game you play in your garage with your turd friends for a $20 buy in while wearing sun glasses because you saw some other turd on TV doing the same thing. I digress… The glitch is the ATM machine of the Vegas table games. Hypothetically, you could lose, but I don’t see how. I suggest you play this game at O’sheas or Imperial Palace. It is the experience of this writer that extremely drunk people (Bo Hogan) can get away with a lot more as these places don’t put so much emphasis on the rules of the game like reaching into the chip tray, touching other people’s cards and chips and mocking the nationality of the dealers. Also, if requested, they are willing to refer to you as “nighthawk” for the entire night.
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